We'll keep ourselves in a place Where it's easy to hold onto And then last threats came and went And this is the way that wars are played Always heading for a front, heading for a front, heading we go Into the obscurity Of an easy to pass on feeling Objection is so cliché A new way on So can your pop sensibilities Sing me the end of the world? Turn gunshots and mortar blasts Into a metaphor of how we are all the same Well there's a lot of things that should be said, said So we're hammering six strings Machine gun, inaudible voices This is the party we came for A new way on We stand in amazement Of motion in a world that Is constantly revolving With plans of invasion And arms races racing Yeah, we rock, we rock, we rock, we rock to the new sensation A new way on